London Downs - Behind You

Sitting in my bedroom wondering if I can let go of this love
'Cause my heart's in my head
And I'm looking back on all the things I've done
The people I loved, the people I lost
'Cause I forgot how to hold them closer than my satisfaction
My intuition never asked me why and if what I was doing was wrong
In the not-so-distant past, the lives I lived, the laughs we had
How did you stick with me?
Living my double life
Breaking myself left and right
Spinning in a whirlwind of my own self destruction
But this isn't your mess, it's mine
And I'm sorry for all of the times I was hard to love
Hard to call, easy to write off
When it seemed like I was just another one of your stepping stones
While you were walking yourself home
Just close that door behind you
Behind you
Walking 'round my neighborhood wishing I hadn't overstayed my welcome
'Cause my bed feels so empty
I live with all these have-said thoughts, but I can't seem to fix the lies
'Cause lately I seem to be living life on autopilot
Wrong and right, they seem more and more alike
Look in my eyes and you can tell it's not for lack of trying
I'm just terrified of looking back on the best years of mine
And seeing what you had to see
Trying to find my balance
But the scales lean from left to right
Notions of emotions leading to my inability
To let your love in to my mind
And I'm sorry for all of the times I was hard to love
Hard to call, easy to write off
When it seemed like I was just another one of your stepping stones
While you were walking yourself home
Just close that door
Now I know that my life has been yours to hold for some time now
And I've been driving coast to coast trying to figure it out
My heart's in your hands, 'cause when I held it, it didn't flow
And I don't blame you if you leave, you just gotta let me know
If your hands need to be apart from mine
Maybe they'll touch again in time
But for now, I'm just holding a pen and my clouded mind
'Cause this isn't your mess, it's mine
And I'm sorry for all of the times I was hard to love
Hard to call, easy to write off
I guess that I was another one of your stepping stones
While you were walking yourself home
Just close that door behind you
Behind you

Written by:
Logan Sandefur

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